Guatemalan Poems - Poems about Guatemalan

...I stuffed my pockets full of California minutes, Set out from Bakersfield before the break of day. Checked out a waitress at a coffee shop in Needles Then blew through Flagstaff on my way to Santa......

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...She calls herself Bunny Boucher, but she was born Veronica Chermak. She’s tall and leggy with a body that looks tidy, yet lived in. She’s high and tight, but flexible like a strong rubber band in a t......

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...Interesting regarding a walnut. Pacing perking perching. Wow. In a hooped skirt hopping. Hoping shell just keeps safe. Much leaping many leaves. And chiming is neither timing nor temperature gauge. A......

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...saw my bluebird girl in her Guatemalan dress sunshine in a flash brighten my whole day nothing like a mother hen all her chix about papa so relieved that mimi no longer grieves loss of f......

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...Hidden Beneath the Rainbow Guatemalan villages have rainbows of dreams. Magical thought whereupon each soul gleams. Locked by a culture engraved on the soul. Harvests where births’ golden cust......

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...Little Guatemalan child on the floor In the heat, shaded by the shop door, Alone and dirty Clothed in filthy rags, Holding a little brother She’s wrapped him in torn bags Begging for any money,......

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...I have been around the world Deepest, darkest corners of the globe Down south, up north Up high in the air time countless Through routes criss-a-cross Many times on sea sails I have seen the wo......

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